"What are you looking at me doing? Why don't you hurry up and take out the food in your backpack?"
Seeing Peng Hong looking at him, Qin Feng stepped forward angrily, took off Peng Hong's backpack, and said in somewhat awkward Russian: "Children, come to eat. There is no cake, but there is delicious food.
Do you want to try our roast duck?"
Although Qin Feng doesn't have much sympathy, the most unsightly thing in his life is the little girl starving. The scene in the room in front of him made Qin Feng involuntarily think of the situation with his sister when he was a boy, so even if Karachev doesn't
Mention Russian ginseng, and Qin Feng will bring out all his food.
While talking, Qin Feng took out the food from his backpack. When Qin Feng left, Meng Yao was afraid that he would starve outside, so he bought a lot of Beijing roast duck and some vacuum-packed cooked food. Qin Feng has very little food now.
I needed to eat, so I left all these behind.
"Grandma Katyusha, I...can we eat?" Seeing what Qin Feng took out, this time not only Irina, but also several other children couldn't help but swallow their saliva, with eyes in their eyes.
The light emitted was brighter than the candles in the room.
"There is really a small cake, Elena, do you want to eat it?"
Qin Feng accidentally discovered that there was a pack of cakes in the food. He immediately took it out, walked to Elena, touched her little head, and said: "Elena, eat it, this is what my brother gave you.
Gift……"
"I...I..." Elena took the cake deliberately, but her eyes were still on Aunt Katyusha. During this period, all their food was distributed by Aunt Katyusha, and the children
I am most convinced of her.
"Eat, kids. Thank you to our friends..."
Seeing the expectant looks on the children's faces, Katyusha couldn't help but feel sour in her heart, and said: "Before eating, you have to know who gave the food. This is polite, you know?"
"Excuse me. What's your name?" Elena asked Qin Feng with her big eyes open.
"Just call me brother." Qin Feng stuffed the cake into Elena's hand. He really couldn't see the child starving. Although Elena had golden eyes and blue hair, her longing eyes were
My sister is no different.
"Thank you, brother!" Elena no longer cared about distinguishing whether her brother's name was a problem. She took the cake handed over by Qin Feng and ate it in big mouthfuls. A cake the size of a fist was actually swallowed by her in two or two mouthfuls.
stomach.
"Elena, come here, drink some water and wait a while before eating. You guys are the same, you can only eat one duck for two people..."
Seeing Elena's eyes turned to the cooked food he brought, Qin Feng handed over his kettle. He could see that these children had not had a full meal for several days. This
However, they should not be too full after a meal, otherwise there is a risk of their stomachs bursting.
"Peng, please help me thank your friend!" At this time, Karachev also saw that these things should belong to Qin Feng, and immediately said: "Young man, can I know your name?"
"My name is Qin Feng, Chinese!" Qin Feng reported his name. Now he is at the pinnacle of human evolution. He rarely cares about anything. Even if he is found out, Qin Feng will not be afraid.
.
"Thank you, my friend..." Karachev rocked the wheelchair and came to Qin Feng's side, grabbed his hand and put it on his forehead. He held it tightly for about ten seconds before letting go.
"Qin Feng, this is the highest courtesy of the Moldovan tribe to their friends!" Peng Hong explained to Qin Feng on the side: "Karachev's doing this shows that you are already his most trusted friend. For the sake of his friends,
He was willing to give his life..."
Peng Hong has been traveling between China and Russia for many years and knows some of the etiquette of the ethnic minorities here. Just like he has known Karachev for many years and only received a hug from him, but it is not as high as Qin Feng's.
"Thank you for your trust..." Qin Feng bowed slightly to Karachev.
"Young man, you are so good!"
After Katyusha distributed the food to the children, she came to Qin Feng. Looking at her posture, she seemed to want to hug Qin Feng. Qin Feng was frightened and said quickly: "I still have wine in my bag, the strongest wine.
I think...shall we have a drink first?"
Qin Feng knew that in Russia, including the former Soviet Union, both men and women were the most drunk. Sure enough, as soon as he said these words, Katyusha and Karachev's eyes lit up at the same time, with hopeful faces.
His expression is even worse than that of the other children just now.
"Oh, my dear friend, I think that although you don't look very strong, you are already qualified to be my woman."
Katyusha couldn't bear it anymore this time, and reached out to hug Qin Feng, but Qin Feng, who had already reacted, stuffed a bottle of Erguotou into her hand, stopping Katyusha's movement.
“Oh God, it’s China’s Erguotou!”
Katyusha no longer cared about hugging Qin Feng. She stretched out her hand and unscrewed the bottle cap, took two big sips, and reluctantly screwed the bottle cap back on, saying: "Like this
Good thing, I have to save some for those old guys, otherwise they will really fight me..."
"I still have five bottles here..."
Qin Feng took out another bottle and handed it to Karachev. Before entering Russia, he had several boxes, but they were all left at the Prairie Police Station. These bottles were originally brought with him because he was afraid that Peng Hong would be tired from the journey.
, keep it for him to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis.
"It's really China's Erguotou. This is a good wine!" Karachev lost his composure after getting the wine. He unscrewed the bottle cap and drank half of the bottle in one go. His slightly pale face showed
There was a hint of blush.
"Kalachev, do you want to drink a bottle alone?" Katyusha looked at Karachev with some dissatisfaction and said, "This is given to everyone by Qin, and you have to leave your wine to me for safekeeping!
"
"Dear Katyusha, just let me have another sip."
Karachev looked at Katyusha with a pleading look on his face and said: "I haven't drank such a strong drink for five months. Compared with it, the whiskey in your bar is as tasteless as boiled water..."
"It's tasteless and you drank it all?" Katyusha ignored Karachev's plea and directly pulled the bottle out of his arms, but Qin Feng noticed that when Katyusha turned around, she still
Secretly took a big sip.
"Brother Hong, this...is this serious?" Seeing two people who were over a hundred years old together grabbing a drink, Qin Feng was a little dumbfounded. As the big brother of China, when did the people of the former Soviet Union get into this situation?
Has it reached a point?
"Of course as for..."
Peng Hong nodded seriously and said: "Qin Feng, you don't know that when the former Soviet Union just disintegrated, just a bottle of Erguotou could be exchanged for a good mink coat in Moscow, which would make
A beautiful Russian woman will sleep with you for three days..."
"Are they so good at wine?" Qin Feng remembered that he had vaguely heard rumors about Russians being good at wine before, but seeing it was worse than seeing it. It was only now that he realized that those rumors were not exaggerated in the slightest.
"Drunk people freeze to death every year in Russian winter. They are really willing to risk their lives for wine." Peng Hong smiled bitterly and said: "People of Karachev's age have been drinking wine all their lives.
They have long been addicted to alcohol."
When Peng Hong came to the town of Baku for the first time, he quickly established friendships with Karachev, Katyusha and others with a few bottles of Erguotou that he brought with him. Therefore, he understood better than anyone else the role of hard liquor in areas such as the former Soviet Union.
Its role is absolutely unfavorable when doing things.
"What the hell, where does that smell of liquor come from?" A voice suddenly rang outside the door. Then a burly old man opened the door. He didn't even have to look for it, and looked straight at Ka.
The half bottle of wine in Qiu Sha's hand.
"Katyusha, haven't we drank all the liquor in your cellar?" The old man let out a scream, stretched out his hand and snatched the wine from Katyusha's hand. He shouted: "We are outside.
The guards are patrolling, but you are hiding in the house drinking. This is so inappropriate..."
As the old man spoke, his hands wereted no time at all. He unscrewed the cap of the bottle and poured it into his mouth. This also caused his pronunciation of the last few words to be a little unclear.
"Second Lieutenant Bashkir!" Seeing that the bottle of wine was about to be finished by the visitor, Karachev became anxious and said quickly: "What is the purpose of the Soviet Red Army?"
"Ah?" Bashkir was stunned for a moment, then reflexively placed the wine bottle on the table next to him and said, "Everything seized must be returned to the public..."
"Yes, these wines must be returned to the public!" Karachev reached out and grabbed the bottle of wine, drank the last two ounces into his stomach, and said: "Bashkir, you are a good soldier!
"
"Damn it, we have retired a long time ago!"
It wasn't until this moment that Bashkir reacted, looking at Karachev with a look of sorrow and anger, and said: "Karachev, why weren't you killed with one shot a few days ago? You cunning old man...
…”
"Huh, I won't die even if you die. Bashkir, with your stubborn mind, isn't it all thanks to me that you can survive until now?" Karachev and Bashkir glared at each other.
His eyes, his posture seemed like he was about to start a fight.
"Qin, it's okay. They've known each other since they were naked, so they won't be really angry."
Katyusha explained to Qin Feng beside her, turned around and shouted to the two old people: "Don't scare our guests, you two immortals, please be more honest, otherwise you won't even be able to survive."
I drank too much..."
"Dear Katyusha, you seem to be looking beautiful again."
After hearing Katyusha's words, Bashkir quickly sat upright on the chair and said in a very flattering tone: "I seem to be looking at you decades ago. You were definitely not like this back then.
Fatty, she is really the cutest girl in our town of Baku..."
"Bashkir, you pig head, you still don't know how to praise people." Listening to Bashkir's words, Karachev already covered his stomach and laughed. This old friend of his has been doing this for decades, every time
When praising Katyusha, I always repeat these words over and over again.
"Damn it, Kil, I'm going to teach you a lesson..."
Sure enough, before Bashkir finished speaking, Katyusha's huge body was already pressing on Bashkir's body. Unfortunately, the chair under him could not support them at all. Both of them weighed more than two or three hundred.
There was a "click" sound, and the two of them rolled to the ground at the same time.
"Okay, stop making trouble!"
Kalachev stopped the farce and said: "Bashkir, are you here to change the shift? A guest came today. Please do your best and don't let Katyusha go on guard. Tell the other people to let them go."
They take turns taking a sip of wine..."
There are not many people left in this town, so Karachev took the initiative to form a small town guard team composed entirely of retired soldiers from World War II. The tall and tall Katyusha is a non-staff member of the guard team. So he must also
Perform night watch duties.
"Okay, but you have to leave a bottle of that wine for me!" Bashkir got up from the ground and muttered: "Damn war, I can't even drink wine, I want to curse those people
The one who started the war..."
Reluctantly, Bashkir left the small building. After a while, three or four old men with pale hair came here with guns. Katyusha took out a bottle of wine and distributed it to several people.
. Then they left with satisfaction.
"Qin, they were all the best soldiers in the Soviet Union!"
After all the children in the small building fell asleep, Karachev said in a sad tone: "The country we fought for abandoned us. Can you imagine the pain in their hearts?"
"I can feel it."
Qin Feng nodded lightly. The disintegration of the former Soviet Union and the fall of the Soviet Communist Party directly caused the faith in the hearts of these old people to completely collapse. Now they are living like zombies, just living for the sake of living.
.I can’t see a trace of life in my body.
"Qin, can you help us?"
Karachev's next words surprised Qin Feng. He and these people just met by chance, and Qin Feng had already done his best to give them food. Karachev's request was a bit imposed.
People.
"Qin, I can see that you are more capable than Peng..." Karachev looked at Peng Hong with his dim eyes and said, "Peng, I said this. You won't be angry, right?"
"Of course not..." Peng Hong smiled bitterly and said: "Uncle Karachev, you are right, Qin Feng is indeed much better than me, a lot..."
If Kalachev had spoken to another person, Peng Hong might not be convinced, but facing Qin Feng, he was really convinced. You know, even after he entered An Jin, he still couldn't see Qin Feng.
When the wind blows, Qin Feng is like a deep pool, and people can't always find the bottom.
"Qin, maybe my words are a bit presumptuous, but you are already our friend, a friend for whom we can sacrifice our lives..."
Kalachev's expression was very solemn, but to Qin Feng's ears, he was a little bit dumbfounded. Ever since he came to this small building, before he had time to tell the purpose of his visit, he was actually slapped with such a big hat.
hat, and was forced to help Karachev and the others.
"I'm sorry, Uncle Karachev, I need to know first what you want me to do?"
Qin Feng thought for a while and said: "If I can do it with my ability, I will be happy to help you, but if I can't do it, Uncle Karachev, then I'm sorry, I can only refuse you...
"
What a joke, when Qin Feng didn't know what Kalachev asked him to do, there was no way he could agree to it. If the old man had a whim and asked him to help Chechnya fight the war and drive the Russians out, then even if Qin Feng had three heads and six arms
It's also impossible.
"Of course, I won't make unreasonable demands."
After hearing Qin Feng's words, Kalachev nodded and said with a sad face: "That's right, I hope you can take these children away from Chechnya and let them live abroad. You know
, these are the only children left in our town..."
"Be a nanny?" Qin Feng doubted whether he heard Karachev's words correctly. He never expected that Karachev would actually entrust the children to him.
"Not a nanny, just...as long as you take them out of Chechnya."
Kalachev showed an embarrassed look on his face, and then said: "I still have some savings in the bank in Moscow, which is enough for their living. In addition, I... I hope you can find my grandson and take him with you."
go out……"
"I'm sorry, Uncle Karachev, I came here because I have something very important to do."
Qin Feng shook his head and said: "I disappoint you. I really don't have time to go to Moscow to settle these children. What I have to do is very important..."
Meng Yao still has one or two years to live at most. Now Qin Feng can no longer let go of anything besides searching for thousand-year ginseng. It is impossible for him to go to Moscow for these children. That would be equivalent to watching Meng Yao die.
"But, I...I can pay you a lot!"
Kalachev suddenly became excited and said: "Qin, I have 800,000 US dollars in deposits in the bank in Moscow. You only need to leave 300,000 US dollars for these children, and the remaining 50,000 US dollars will be fine."
One hundred thousand. All of it belongs to you, is that okay?"
"Uncle Karachev, it's not about money. If I don't have something to do, it's free, and I'm willing to help you."
Qin Feng gave a bitter smile, took out a stack of US dollars from his backpack, and said: "I have half a million US dollars in this bag. Money is nothing to me, and I will not do anything for money.
of……"
The five hundred thousand dollars that Old Ivan paid to Peng Hong were all put in this bag. When Qin Feng opened the big backpack directly, Karachev and Katyusha were both stunned. They really didn't
I have never seen anyone carrying so much money with them.
"Okay, young man, just pretend I didn't say anything!" Seeing the dollars in Qin Feng's bag, Karachev suddenly became very tired. He originally expected Qin Feng to save the last few children in this town.
Unexpectedly, his life was reduced to nothing.
"Uncle Karachev, I think if you can help me, then this issue is not impossible to discuss." Qin Feng suddenly said.
"You need my help?"
Kalachev raised his head in confusion, glanced at Peng Hong, and said with some clarity: "Peng, you brought Qin here to trade ginseng with me, right? If that's the case, I think I might be able to help.
your turn……"
Kalachev is not only a veteran, but also a ginseng picker. Fighting was just a side job when he was young. Ginseng picking is what Kalachev has done his whole life. His deposits in Moscow banks are all from this.
saved.
"Yes, Uncle Karachev, Qin Feng is looking for some ginseng." Peng Hong said something for Qin Feng and then stopped, because until now, he didn't know what kind of ginseng Qin Feng was looking for.
"Katyusha, hurry up and help me get that package off your roof beam..." Karachev said to Katyusha.
"Let me climb up to the roof beam?" Katyusha's eyes almost stood up when she heard Karachev's words. She weighed more than three hundred kilograms and could not even stand on a chair, let alone climb onto the roof.
The beam went up.
"Uncle Karachev, you point out the place, I'll do it." Peng Hong said.
"It's right over there, where the two beams intersect." Karachev pointed to the top of his head.
"Okay, is this the bag?" Peng Hong took a few steps back, ran a few short steps, put his right foot on a chair, jumped three or four meters into the air, stretched out his long arms,
He took down a package that was resting on the roof beam.
"That's right, Peng, open it." Karachev did not pick up the package, but motioned to Peng Hong to open it. After opening the outer layer, three rectangular wooden boxes arranged together were revealed in the package.
"Such a strong medicinal smell..." Before the wooden box was opened, Qin Feng's nose twitched. He smelled the smell of ginseng, and it was older than what Qin Feng had seen before.
"There are three ginseng plants here. Well, ginseng is what you call it there."
After Peng Hong opened the top wooden box, Kalachev pointed to the ginseng with intertwined roots that was more than a foot long inside and said: "This is a wild ginseng that is more than two hundred years old. I think you should know it."
What’s the value in your country?”
"It's not enough. The year I need is much higher than it." Qin Feng shook his head and opened another wooden box with his own hands, revealing an old wild ginseng with roots that were a foot and a half long.
"This one is four hundred years old, Qin. I think it should allow you to help us, right?" Karachev looked at Qin Feng expectantly.
"Uncle Karachev, I'm sorry, it's still not enough..."
Qin Feng said straight to the point: "What I need is an old ginseng that is thousands of years old, and a fresh ginseng that has been unearthed for less than a year. Uncle Karachev, if you have one, I can promise to help you."
Everyone in the town will leave, and they will also be responsible for your life abroad!"
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